"Watch your words," Xie Zhendong stood up and reminded her. "Inheritance is a long way off. If you still want to maintain appearances, stop bothering her. Otherwise..."
He didn't finish his sentence, threw away the used napkin, and prepared to head to the group.
"Otherwise, what do you want!" Feng Rou chased after him explosively. "Are you going to divorce me and marry that vixen? You don't care about your reputation anymore!"
Xie Zhendong had the household staff stop her and turned back, saying coldly, "Don't worry, I'll never divorce you. But if you dare to act recklessly, don't blame me for not caring about our marital ties."
With that, he resolutely strode away.
Feng Rou stared at his retreating back, gritting her teeth and clenching her fists. She swore she wouldn't rest until she got rid of that vixen, Zhan Jiayi!
After Xie Zhendong left, Feng Rou stayed home, growing angrier the more she thought about it. She called her second daughter over to discuss a plan.
Her second daughter was right. With Qi Ning gone, she could only rely on her own flesh and blood.
Xie Huibing was also indignant after hearing what her father had said.
Feng Rou was at a loss on how to deal with Zhan Jiayi. As long as Zhan Jiayi stayed home, nothing could happen to her.
"Mom, if she doesn't leave even after the baby is born, are we just going to watch the child be born?" Xie Huibing felt they should take the initiative.
"Your father hired two nannies for her, so she can leave everything to them and doesn't need to go out herself. I couldn't think of a good solution, so I called you."
Xie Huibing hardened her resolve. "If she won't come out, we'll go to her. Didn't you say that apartment belongs to you and Dad as marital property? We can hire a lawyer to go there and demand the house back, and use that opportunity to cause an accident."
"No, I can't show my face. If your father finds out, he'll definitely have a huge argument with me." Although Feng Rou thought going to her was a good idea, she felt a chill remembering Xie Zhendong's words when he left.
"Mom, you can't be so timid. As long as we make that surnamed Zhan miscarry, no matter how angry Dad gets, it won't matter. Besides, if she loses the baby, she won't be as important in Dad's eyes."
"You're right," Feng Rou said, then asked, "But even if we can get to her place, how can we make her miscarry?"
"Mom! Let's cut the Gordian knot. Find some ruthless people, grab her, and force her to take medication. If she takes a strong abortifacient, the baby in her womb will surely be lost," Xie Huibing said anxiously for her mother. "We can't be soft-hearted. Taking a lawyer to demand the house is just an excuse. We'll trick her into opening the door, and then she's finished."
Feng Rou was completely convinced and agreed, "Okay, you find people, and we'll do it this way."
...
These days, Zhan Jiayi was comfortably nesting in the apartment, with everything taken care of.
However, she knew that since Xie Zhendong found out about her pregnancy, he visited every night. His wife, Feng Rou, would surely find out about her pregnancy.
Therefore, she had to guard against Feng Rou. Feng Rou's son was in jail, and she didn't know what kind of madness she might unleash.
She couldn't let her guard down and had to protect the child in her womb. This time, there must be no more mistakes.
She tried not to go out, and she had instructed the two nannies not to open the door for anyone without her permission.
One morning, after she got up and was eating her nutritious meal, the property management called her.
"Miss Zhan, there are some people here looking for you. They claim to be Mr. Xie's wife..."
"Tell them I'm not here," Zhan Jiayi said nervously.
"Mrs. Xie has the property deed and brought a lawyer, saying the apartment is hers. If we don't let them on the elevator, they'll complain about us," the property manager said with difficulty.
Zhan Jiayi couldn't care less and raised her voice, "I am the one living here now. What did Mr. Xie tell you! In any case, the property management cannot let them in!"
With that, she hung up, suddenly flustered. Feng Rou, with a lawyer, was clearly up to no good.
The last time she told Feng Rou that Xie Zhendong had given her the apartment, it was because Xie Zhendong had verbally agreed to it. However, the transfer of ownership had not been completed because she hadn't obtained Feng Rou's authorization.
If Feng Rou insisted on the apartment's ownership and brought a professional lawyer, she would have no choice but to pack up and leave.
The property management called again, indicating they couldn't stop Feng Rou.
Zhan Jiayi didn't answer the property management's call and hung up directly. In her panic, she immediately called Xie Zhendong.
Xie Zhendong was in a meeting with several executives. Seeing her call, he hung up, thinking he would call her back later.
At this moment, Xie Zhendong not answering her call, she quickly got up and locked the door. No matter what, she couldn't let Feng Rou in and have a face-to-face confrontation.
The property management still couldn't stop Feng Rou and her daughter. They brought a lawyer and two or three hired people, specifically to deal with Zhan Jiayi.
When they arrived at the apartment door, Xie Huibing stepped forward and rang the doorbell, but there was no response, and no one opened the door.
Zhan Jiayi leaned against the door and said to the two nannies, "Quickly go and get the kitchen knives and anything else that can be used as a weapon!"
The two nannies had never seen such a situation. They had only been hired a few days ago and had some suspicions seeing the large age gap between the male and female owners.
Today, they were sure the mistress of the house was a homewrecker, and the rightful wife had arrived.
But they were hired to take care of Zhan Jiayi, so they could only follow her instructions. They quickly went to the kitchen and brought out two kitchen knives.
Zhan Jiayi snatched one of them, holding it tightly, fearing that Feng Rou and her group would break down the door.
Xie Huibing rang the doorbell for a long time without anyone opening the door. Impatiently, she shouted, "We know you're inside, open the door quickly. This is my mother's apartment, you have no right to be here!"
Zhan Jiayi didn't respond or make a sound, hoping Xie Zhendong would come to her rescue quickly. But when she tried calling Xie Zhendong's mobile again, it was still hung up.
"If you don't open the door, we'll call someone to break it open!" Xie Huibing said hatefully. "I don't believe you shameless woman can stay here forever!"
Zhan Jiayi didn't want to escalate the situation, but for self-preservation, she had to call the police. She dialed the emergency number, "Someone is trying to harm me, please send someone quickly!"
"Madam, please state your address and remain calm."
Zhan Jiayi immediately gave the address, and the operator promised to dispatch officers.
Just then, Xie Zhendong finally called back. "Jiayi, what's wrong? You sounded so urgent, are you feeling unwell?"
"Zhendong, your wife is here to take back the apartment with a lawyer," Zhan Jiayi said, her voice trembling. "She's outside my door now. I haven't opened it and I don't dare to let her in. Did she, did she mention this to you? What should I do?"